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Chapter 4: Coup d'état

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We all control our anger.

It is either a source of bad luck or a source of reflection.

If we let it consume us, nothing would do good. This is why most of us hide it instead. Making it grow and cloud our vision of what is justified and real. And for this reason, good people can turn to the opposite side of the spectrum.

Reason disappears, and all is wasted. He had a road filled with wrath. Surrounded by the grief he felt after losing his wife. He attributed all of his issues in life to the man who oversaw everything.

Jake Sully.

"SKXWANG!" He yells as he kicks his old friend to the gut.

" Why in the name of Eywa did you let her escape?!"

The Na'vi man takes all the beating from his once former friend who he had fought alongside the war years ago. His sharp and exhausted emerald eyes glared at him as he was held by his former clan members. Blood trickled from his nose as it dripped and was absorbed by the soil beneath him.

He huffs as he glared daggers at the man before him despite his current situation, " You have been blinded by your anger, Malik." He states and continues." Do you have any sense of moral by torturing that little girl?!?" He retorts back at the man.

The former Na'vi warrior, Malik seethed in anger. His fist clenched as he gritted his teeth. A mix of irritation, rage and worry circled and rushed throughout his body as he yells once more, " THAT LITTLE GIRL HEARD EVERYTHING THAT NIGHT!" He shouts whilst crashing his fist to the tree right next to him.

"IF WE HAD LET HER ESCAPE THAT DAY, SHE WOULD GO OFF AND TELL EVERYTHING TO THAT SKXWANG OF A CLAN LEADER!" the Na'vi man continues his outburst, "OUR WHOLE PLAN WILL FALL APART, ZARALL!"

Zarall snapped back, " You starved and tied her up inside that cave, Malik!"

" I did what was best!" Malik answered, not backing down but Zarall did not back down either.

"So what is best is hurting your fellow Na'vi? A clan member? A CHILD?!" Zarall clamors, he did not care what would happen to him. He knew what his former friend was doing is wrong and will not back down against his ideals. "You are one of the respected warriors here in this clan yet you think just like the sky people!" He yells loudly which only made Malik boil as he hastily grabbed his hard wooden staff.

He clutches the wooden stick hard in his hand and smacks Zarall in the head with all of his force as he yells, "DO NOT DARE COMPARE ME TO HIS KIND!" Blood slowly began to pour from Zarall's scalp. Only the warrior's agonized groans could be heard as this heinous atrocity went on.

Malik then comes to a stop and grabs the back of Zarall's queue. His head was pushed to rise, making him more conspicuous in his view. "You have the audacity to betray me." His tone of voice was venomous, and his eyes were filled with wrath." When you yourself betrayed the people from the start!" He yells and then strikes his face with his wooden staff.

Zarall's lips are reddened as a thick, scarlet liquid slowly leaks from his mouth. He could now see a thin line of blackness encroaching on his field of vision, as his head and entire body began to collapse in on him. Zarall, on the other hand, only chuckles at this, which drew Malik's focus back to him. "You," he falters. His chin began to get wet with the blood rushing from his mouth.

"I did betray the clan..." Zarall acknowledges. He draws in a breath and glares at Malik. "But at least I saved myself and sided with reason in the end. Unlike all who side with you..."